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stomped on like my soul during week twelve trying to lab

Finding a Butler seat is Columbia's wildest escape room.

Cowgirl thinks she's a 10, but we see a 4.

Delivering gifts or delivering quarterly reports?

This monkey's more relaxed than my last therapy session.

Looking like the embodiment of 'I can't adult today.'

You look like a meme, this dog looks like a mood.

Y’all look like you’re fighting over who gets to make the next TikTok.

When your joy is just a front for existential dread.

When your gold chain weighs more than your problems.

You're going to need a parachute for that ego, buddy!

That celebration says, 'Look at me! I peaked in high school!'

When you’re the only one not tasting the joy.

This fit screams 'I’ve never opened TikTok.'

Hyping up the room while they take a nap instead.

When your group project partner is as confident as Reagan but contributes nothing.

Trying to out-smolder the camera like... but failing.

Kant would categorize this whale as practical yet cute.

That neck is a total 'look what I found' energy.

Butler blackout: the real reason for my third Starbucks today.

Every time Hamilton elevator stops, a Borzoi sighs in red.

Last week I accidentally snorted water out my nose watching a meme on my roommate's red laptop. Never living that down.

Graduate School students after getting their aid on time, unlike Barnard.

Pretending to be tough, but we all know you just Googled it.